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| Gonna party like it's my birthday |
Today the whole earth dedicates an entire day to me! It's kinda like Christmas...except it's for me...so it must be Quixxmas! Yay!! Quixxmas is here again!!! I'm so happy and awesome I can barely stand it!!!! Commence the wiggling!!!!
While my older (and much, much grumpier) brother chose to spend his birthday blog post complaining about whatever his current gripe-of-the-day was, I am choosing to spend it celebrating what's really important in life: me. And my amazeballs. And they really are amazing. For reals. Anyway, I figured that since it's Quixxmas and all, what the people want to know is if it's easy to be Quixx. And let me tell you: yes, yes it is. Mostly because I'm awesome, but also a little because I'm fantastic. I'll give you an overview of a typical day in Quixxtown.
- I'm gonna start it at midnight, since I'm up anyway. I'm way too incredible to sleep. I think my ability to forgo sleep for long periods really allows me to hone my inner awesomeness. Here's a breakdown:
12 a.m. - Bug the cats (who are awake too, but not nearly as awesome)
1 a.m. - Wake up call for Mommy and Daddy. Can't I puuuuuulease get in your bed??
2 a.m. - Wander around the bedroom aimlessly.
3 a.m. - Obtain the toy with the loudest squeaker. Squeak it in Mommy's face.
4 a.m. - Brief attempt to be the 'dominant' dog while standing a safe 15 feet away from sleeping Vezer. Maybe 10 if he's under the covers.
5 a.m. - Second wake up call. If you were as awesome as me, you'd be up already.
- During the morning I try to be a really good family / team player. But I just can't help it that there's an 'i' in 'Quixx'.
6 a.m. - Finally! Daddy's up. Now make me breakfast. I'll settle for bacon and eggs.
7 a.m. - I demand a tribute from Daddy's packed lunch before he leaves. Then I get in and out of Mommy's bed 16 times.
8 a.m. - Must find a way to get physically closer to Mommy than the little person is at all times.
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10 a.m. - Seriously kid, if you step on me again I *might* just have to go sit on the other couch.
11 a.m. - Get really angry at the last line of "The Price is Right." Go spay or neuter yourself Drew Carey!
- In the afternoon, I continue the impressiveness of me at all costs.
12 p.m. - I follow Vezer's lead and bark at some guy that comes by every day. I think he wants to see me, but he gets bashful and only comes as far as the mailbox. It's fair. My awesomeness is intimidating.
1 p.m.- Daily meditation on my incredibleness. Some might call it a nap, but it's not, I promise!
2 p.m. - Run around outside. Tell woodland creatures about myself.
3 p.m. - Imprisonment while Mommy is gone. :(
4 p.m. - Quick trip to Chessie's house. I use the short time I have to annoy her a lot.
5 p.m. - Afternoon cleaning of my amazeballs. And they really are amazing. For reals.
- I like to finish my day the way I started it: awesome
6 p.m. - Wrestling match with Vezer. Really, it's just a guise under
which we knock the little person down repeatedly. Whatevs.
7 p.m. - Daily attack on Daddy when he walks in from work.
8 p.m. - Get in the way during bath, diaper, and story-times, making everything take 4 times longer. Win.
9 p.m. - Sit on Mommy's lap and encourage her to tell people on Facebook about me.
10 p.m. - I'll just be over here......in your bed.......don't mind me. Darn, that never works.
11 p.m. - Vezer growls at me to get out of his bed. It's okay. I'm too awesome to sleep anyway.
So, let's all celebrate Quixxmas properly today by attempting to be as awesome as I am!!! HAPPY QUIXXMAS TO MEEEE, HAPPY QUIXXMAS TO MEEEEE, HAPPY QUIXXMAS DEAR QUIXX, HAPPY QUIXXMAS TO ME!!! Now please excuse me while I clean my amazeballs...
